Тексты песен Johnny Rivers

Orbison-Dees Pretty woman, walking down the street Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet Pretty woman I don't believe you, you're not the truth No one could look as good as you Mercy Pretty woman, won

Hendricks-Rivers Something strange is happening to me Something more than my two eyes can see And I know I can no longer live in false reality. Lies get clearer every day Truth this time you’re here t

Burnette There was a tall oak tree That loved a babbling brook And the babbling brook Loved the mountain high And the mountain high Loved the sky above The Creator looked down And saw everything was L